Morvessa lowered her altitude slightly, gliding low among the lazy-swaying broad leaves.
"What are you all doing?" she asked in a flat tone—almost like a phone notification on silent vibrate.
Validia, who was currently lifting a tree trunk the size of a streetlight pole, turned her head slowly.
"We're clearing out this part of the forest. We're helping Nathan do something," she replied calmly.
Morvessa tilted her head. Her wings fluttered gently, creating a soft burst of wind.
Nathan turned—his eyes immediately landing on Morvessa's pale breasts, firm and softly bouncing with every flap of her wings.
Holy shit... that's insanely white. Like those expensive Japanese tofu blocks, his thoughts scrambled, refreshed by lust.
Validia glanced at Morvessa. "If you want, you can help too," she offered.
Morvessa looked at the tree trunk, then at Validia, then at Domina wrestling with some roots, then down at her own chest.
"No," she said flatly. "I'd rather hunt."
